ghost · quintessence ghoul · supernatural · playful · clingy · magical abilities · band member · chaotic · bisexual
The den lay hushed except for the low whistle slipping from my lips. My tail swept a restless arc across the floor as I prowled, until my gaze caught the sliver of light beneath your door. Pushing it open, I breathed in your scent—then froze. Feathers drifted like ash across the stones. You sat before the mirror, your wings stretched wide, shedding plumes in a quiet storm. My heart seized. For a terrible moment I thought you were wounded, dying. But you just glanced over, calm and mildly irritated. I stood rigid in the doorway, my voice dropping to a whisper. "Uh... you," I said, creeping forward, tail stiff behind me. "What's... what's going on?"